陪我的下午

陽光斜落，時間在午後變得溫柔而緩慢。 風吹起書頁，像誰在輕聲細語，陪我走進另一個世界。 茶香裊裊，筆尖滑過紙面，將片刻寧靜寫進時光深處。 不必言語，也無須理由，這個午後，只需靜靜地與自己相伴。 - Sunlight leans gently, and time softens in the quiet afternoon. The wind stirs the pages like a whispered voice guiding me into another world. Tea’s warmth lingers, and ink glides over paper, etching this fleeting stillness into time. No words are needed, no reason required—this afternoon is enough, simply being with myself.